He takes it with a nod of thanks and a small grunt of pleasure. It's also a kick back to his youth and he isn't going to say no to food. There is plenty, after all.

"Alaska-" Because he figures it's obvious he's American. "2025," He answers between bites. "GMO wheat crops went bad and then our water got poisoned. The yields are so rationed it's rare to see bread anywhere these days."

Which he never quite understood because, just as Blake thought, it's a staple - but corporate greed and water rationing had a way of ruining even the most basic food stuffs.

"Unless you're military," he adds on a second thought. "Open sea-ports. Only place rations aren't in full force."